Chapter 503

"Come with me," the hip hop boy said to Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng followed the hip-hop teenager and looked at the deepest space of the Jingzhou Museum.

It has completely turned into an underground warehouse. All kinds of machinery, weapons and many things that can't be bought in the market are here.

The value of these things in Dong Wenfeng's eyes alone has reached at least ten million, not to mention that the really valuable things will not be displayed at all.

This is the real purpose of Dong Wenfeng's coming to Jingzhou museum today. It is a secret warehouse of Yinlong organization. Because the hidden dragon organization will do many other businesses in addition to intelligence trading.

Arms, drugs, smuggling, antiques, transactions on the black market, and even popular bitcoin are all their business.

Dong Wenfeng came here this time to buy a suitable enough weapon for tomorrow's duel.

If Wang Zhicheng can successfully defeat Liu shengjiantaro, the first contemporary expert of the Liusheng family in Japan, his Kendo is absolutely strong. If Dong Wenfeng only relies on his own hands and uses one finger zen to fight him, he will suffer too much.

That's why Dong Wenfeng found this immeasurable Hidden Dragon organization.

"The goods you want are not here. We still need to go in."

The hip hop boy saw that Dong Wenfeng was looking at everything around him and reminded him impatiently.

"Well, take me."

Dong Wenfeng nodded and followed the footsteps of hip-hop teenagers.

The hip hop boy took Dong Wenfeng to the end of this vast underground space, to a small metal chrome facade, then took out a card and brushed it on the machine next to the door.

"Didi... Identity authentication in progress... Identity authentication succeeded... Permission to enter..."

"Click."

The metal chrome plated door opened, but the hip-hop boy didn't go in, but said to Dong Wenfeng, "go in, the thing you want is inside."

Dong Wenfeng narrowed his eyes. If someone closed the door directly from the outside after he went in, he would be in an extremely dangerous situation.

When people are in the Jianghu, they must have the heart to harm others and the heart to prevent others.

"Don't worry, the hidden dragon won't smash the signboard. We don't need it." the hip-hop boy obviously saw Dong Wenfeng's concerns and explained proudly.

Dong Wenfeng nodded without hesitation. After all, this is where the old man introduced himself. He also said that as long as the money is absolutely reliable, it means there should be no problem here.

Dong Wenfeng went in. The room was small and the light was dark, but Dong Wenfeng could see that there was a man sitting in the room, and his hand was playing with the long sword.

"The sword is named Tianyuan and weighs six Liang and six Fen. It was made by a great craftsman of the state of Yue in ancient times. It has gone through thousands of years without damage and hundreds of wars without breaking. It is cold and glittering and has a killing intention."

A low voice sounded in the room. In the room, the man playing Tianyuan sword said.

Dong Wenfeng's muscles tightened. After deliberately training himself to be "subtle", his grasp of breath became more and more accurate. Although the man in the room only said such a sentence, his breath really lasted for a long time.

"This man is a master, a master among masters."

Dong Wenfeng thought in his heart that the person who can bring him this feeling, even if he is not a congenital expert, has definitely reached the extreme of the acquired realm, and only one line can break through.

"The hidden dragon organization is really unusual."

Dong Wenfeng said faintly that his voice was very stable and was not brought into the rhythm by the people in the house. It was like sitting there, not an expert with a peerless sword and top strength, but an uncle sitting at the entrance of the village.

"It's not ordinary. I don't want to sell such a good sword for money."

As he spoke, the man flicked the Tianyuan sword in his hand with his fingers.

Tianyuan sword makes a "clank" sound, which seems to have been eager to join the fight and war.

"This Tianyuan sword is made of meteorite iron outside the sky. It can be described as a soldier of all wars. Killing people with blood has no calculation. After thousands of years of precipitation, it has already had its own spirit. Although it is weak, it is absolutely rare."

The man said with pity.

"The sword matches the hero. It depends on whether you are a hero. Then!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, he threw Tianyuan sword at Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng caught it easily, and then heard the "buzz" of Tianyuan sword, which began to vibrate slightly.

Dong Wenfeng felt that the Tianyuan sword seemed to ask himself whether he could take him back to the journey of blood and fire, and whether he could return to the battlefield of life and death.

"Of course."

Dong Wenfeng said decisively.

At the moment when Dong Wenfeng's words fell, Tianyuan sword seemed to hear Dong Wenfeng's answer and vibrated more violently, as if it was going to pull Dong Wenfeng into the battlefield.

"It has been waiting too long. Since hundreds of years ago, this sword has been treated as a collectible antique. Whether it is hung on the wall or in a box, it is not what it wants."

"It doesn't want to be a decoration hanging there. It wants blood! Life! Battle!"

The man's voice gradually became excited, and when it came to the hot blood, he stood up directly.

"If you can meet its wishes, take it away!"

"Ding!"

Dong Wenfeng pulled out the Tianyuan sword, and the sword body flashed cold, "poof"

Dong Wenfeng bit his tongue and dyed the Tianyuan sword red with a mouthful of blood essence.

The sword roared. After tasting the taste of blood, the Tianyuan sword finally woke up!

It has completely recognized Dong Wenfeng, the new owner after thousands of years. Since then, Tianyuan sword belongs to him alone! Man is in the sword, man is dead, and the sword is broken!

"Good, good, good!"

The man laughed and said, "good boy, you can take it away!"

"But what do I need to pay?"

Dong Wenfeng sheathed the Tianyuan sword, and then said with some doubts. After all, everyone can see the precious of the sword. He is ready. No matter how much money he pays or how much industry he has, he must get the Tianyuan sword.

There are too few spiritual swords, and the feeling of empathy between him and Tianyuan sword just now made him recognize that this sword belongs to him.

"Take it directly. If you really want to pay something, you should owe us Yinlong a favor. When we Yinlong is in trouble in the future, you can help."

Said the man.

This was beyond Dong Wenfeng's expectation. He always believed that the hidden dragon organization was a pure interest intelligence organization. Unexpectedly, there was such a bold and unrestrained person in this organization.

"OK! Thank you, elder."

Dong Wenfeng put away the Tianyuan sword, bowed solemnly to the man, and then left directly along his original road.

After Dong Wenfeng left, the hip-hop boy in red sweater who just showed Dong Wenfeng the way came in and complained about the people in the room.

"I said, boss, the Tianyuan sword is such a valuable thing. Don't we just give it to this boy for nothing? It's too bad. It doesn't look like your style!"

The voice of this hip-hop teenager has completely changed another look. It is crisp and beautiful, with a hint of playfulness and laziness. Where is a teenager, it is clearly a girl.

If Dong Wenfeng was here, he would recognize that the voice was the girl who answered Wang Zhifei's phone when he bought Wang Zhifei's information.

"Sometimes, invisible things are more important than money that can be seen and touched. Gold, scales and things in the pool will become a great event in the future when the wind and cloud changes."

"At that time, even ten Tianyuan swords will not be able to exchange for his personal affection."